Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Hoping for a typhoon day

It has been a while since I've posted. I was caught up in a bunch of things at work and at home. I'm sitting in my bedroom writing this, daughter is in bed, husband is in the shower. I had my computer in the living room, but for some reason, I was tired of looking at a desk full of papers and other bits of shit every day. It was rather depressing. I bought this huge table at IKEA but then it started to dip in the middle. The strangest thing in the world, but now it is sitting on my back balcony until I can return it this Saturday.
A typhoon is headed this way and I'm sort of hoping that it will end up being a day off from work. I just want a day when I don't have to get up and go anywhere. Weekends are my only time to do anything and I just want one day during the week when taking a shower is the main objective.
I have a lot on my plate right now, but I'm loving it. I want more. I'm a greedy cow when it comes to life. There aren't enough hours to do all of the things I want to do. If I had 50 hours in a day I would:
1. Do yoga every morning.
2. Meditate
3. Mop my floors every morning
4. Answer every email
5. Fix my hair
6. Put on my makeup in my house instead of on the way to work
7. Drink two cups of hot coffee instead of one hot and one cold
8. Teach my daughter to read. She's only four, but I thought she'd be in Harvard by now.
9. Whip up cool skirts and handbags
10. Practice my photography
11. Learn how to read palms
12. Paint my living room
13. Write a novel
14. Call people I keep forgetting to call.
15. Send text messages
16. Write my friend Rachel in Alabama
17. Write here every day
18. Take the fingernail polish off my right hand. I got to the left on Sunday, but I haven't quite made it to the right.
19. Take off the toenail polish Catherine put on my nails and skin.
20. Get a massage
21. Get my hair washed.
23. Sleep for seven hours.
24. Get flawless skin
25. Find old friends and write them on a regular basis
26. Find a friend and keep them

Oh, husband is out of shower. Must go. Wifely duties call.

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